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The Facebook thread reported in yesterday’s shake and bake, and other not entirely “normal” rumbas – Key West Paranormal Psychotherapy Institute post at goodmorningkeywest.com, sprouted a few more wings and feathers. So here is the whole schmele, followed by the Wisteria Island article mentioned in my last comment to WjamesBaldwin. It is Mr. Baldwin’s and my conversations, which are center stage today. So, if you wish, scroll down to there.

Sloan Bashinsky
March 24 at 11:41am
Kari and Sloan
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Kari Dangler and moi
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  • Pat Guest Raindance is messing with Mother Nature just like your comment about mosquitoes. Be careful what you wish for. The love of your life cannot be helped by you or anyone else until she decides to help herself. Best of luck with your trials. God bless.
    March 24
  • Sloan Bashinsky Hi, Pat - interesting observation, rain dance. Maybe I’m wrong, but I doubt such a dance has an effect, if it is not okay with the spirit world. You are right about Kari, too. I’ve been with the love of my life before, different woman, and it didn’t work out, and she was not an addict, at least not a chemical addict. She had addictions to her religion, capitalism. Din’t mix well with being with a man being run by angels, who could care less about those addictions. What a trip, my life.
    March 24
  • Sloan Bashinsky Pat, did you ever see the movie, “The Emerald Forest”? In it, a young white man, who was abducted by a South American Amazon wild tribe when he was a tot, and raised by them, and learned their ways, uses shamanic methods to create a huge flood, which takes out a new dam on a river, and protects that part of the Amazon for a while longer, from further ravaging by civilization. I walked with a Lakota Sioux woman about that movie, said to her that it was a nice story, but that stuff didn’t ever happen. She looked at me, said, I was mistaken; that sort of stuff indeed can happen. I dunno, as driven as Key West and the Keys are to develop and develop and change what Mother Nature created, perhaps it wouldn’t be terrible for people, who have the ability, to throw up a few road blocks. A different form of guerrilla warfare, a different kind of insurgency. Surely the white folks didn’t expect Mother Nature to play by their rules? Surely the city officials didn’t expect street people to play by the city officials’ rules, when the city officials bend their rules to suit themselves? It’s fun thinking about weird payback, even if it don’t happen.
    March 24
  • Sloan Bashinsky This morning at Winn-Dixie, Kari found a new bird feather, which she said was a bad feather, it would produce a hurricane, and she was not going to use it. I showed her this FB thread. She laughed. Perhaps these ladybirds had something to do with it .

    Sloan Bashinsky's photo.
    March 25
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    March 25
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    March 25
  • Wjames Baldwin are these representative Drawing’s of the Angels?
    March 25
  • Sloan Bashinsky One can only hope , although I always viewed the drawings as shaman drawings, living, pro-active visions, which had their own agendas; but that seemed beyond most people’s jargon/perspective, and often I called the drawings, soul drawings.
    March 25
  • Wjames Baldwin So you have never seen them? only heard or felt their messages?
    March 25
  • Sloan Bashinsky I feel them when I’m drawing them, or rather, they are drawing themselves through me. I get messages during the drawing time, and afterward, about them/their drawing. Then, they come back around from time to time, as they, or something, stir. The angels are much more noisy, coming at me in every dream, of which I have several each night and even in nap dreams. And sometimes they come at me in waking visions, sometimes I hear them in plain English, when I’m awake, more often I hear them in plain English, when I’m asleep. They have other ways of sending me messages, when I’m awake, usually physical sensations, sometimes with electrical component, or chemical component. The drawings, however, are smooth and gentle, feel invigorating, and they take their own form and shape. Seldom do I know what any of a drawing might look like, before it starts coming through me. Sometimes I have a vague theme, or a vague image. Sometimes they tell me what’s coming in, how to handle it. It’s an “ah, ha” knowing, not something I hear. I get lots of “ah, ha” knowings out of the blue, without drawing anything. A bit different than before the angels arrived in early 1987 and initiated the “new regime”, which has been seriously difficult, with some fun, if I am able to maintain a wry sense of humor.
    March 25
  • Wjames Baldwin interesting… ever hear anything about John Keel and his book Mothman Prophecies?
    March 25
  • Sloan Bashinsky No, googling only brings up sketchy information. What’s the gists of the Mothman Prophesies. I’m being run by angels, but I have had direct ET encounter. And some direct demon encounters. Mostly, I encounter demons though people they are running, usually ally the people are unaware of being run in that way. But not always. According to the SPEAR OF DESTINY, by Treavor Ravenscroft, Hitler knew he was being run, as did his top henchmen know they were being run. Demons ran G.W. Bush and his henchmen, into the Iraq and Afghanistan wars. Doubt Bush was aware, Cheney and Rumsfeld might have been aware. Demons ran Barack Obama to continue those two wars and accept the Nobel Peace Prize, while doing so. Demons ran Lyndon Johnson et. al. to war in Vietnam. Prophesies are a slippery slope, as all who have tried to unravel the Book of Revelation in the New Testament have proven. In one of his letters. Paul told his followers they should stop having sex, because Christ’s return was imminent and there was no point in producing more children. If Christendom had stopped having sex, it would have died out, waiting on Christ to return.

    March 25
  • Wjames Baldwin Well, I would not be quit sure how to explain what is essentially an unexplained phenomenon. People claimed to have seen this Creature or Being before a bridge collapse at Point Pleasant West Virginia.
    That said, some of your drawings are reminiscent in feature if not in bearing and presence, as described by the witnesses.
    March 25
  • Sloan Bashinsky This “creature” below managed to find me on facebook, about the time I was moving into a paradise mating relationship with Kari Dangler, who is homeless and has plenty of other attributes, which this “creature” seems to present. This photo was taken over Asheville, NC, where my younger daughter lives. She and her sister, and their mother, already had prepped me in dreams for the relationship with Kari moving deeper. I knew when I saw the photo that I was looking at a supernatural being, and that it either was Kari, or her soul, or it was running the production, which was her and my being paired. And that it would be an … interesting … adventure. Other adjectives also seemed applicable … wild, stressful, testing, beautiful, ecstatic … wild. I don’t get much in the way of “end times” or “earth change” prophesies. Just what’s coming my way, and often I don’t understand the message until what it messages arrives and is engaging me, and vice versa.

    Sloan Bashinsky's photo.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky some other “visions”

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  • Wjames Baldwin Well I like the drawings but that picture of weather is just photoshop, and there are claims that it was “taken” in dozens of places. Double Click on the image and select, Search Google for this image.Best of luck to you and yours.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky I thought maybe it might be photo shop, too, but I know what the angels of capable of, and how they can use people, and even machines, to send messages to me, in ways nobody else would grok. They have me surrounded. I have no way to run.
    March 26
  • Wjames Baldwin I understand, and my comment was meant to be only instructional not judgmental.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky I took it that way, and was glad for the information.
    March 26
  • Wjames Baldwin info

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    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky Shazam! This is related to Mothman?
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky hmmm, machine elf? [I learned that by right-clicking on the pic and google-imaging the pic]
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky I google-imaged this below said to be over Asheville, and didn’t see anything like it anywhere, to compare it with or to explain it.

    Sloan Bashinsky's photo.
    March 26
  • Wjames Baldwin My bullshit detector runs up to Bozo’s nipples on this picture. It is just too perfectly set up to be real. Caveat emptor, from you Law school days.
    These… um Elves, Angels, ET’s whatever are of interest to me. Specifically since they seem to be trying to reach you in your sleep. If it is your Jungian unconscious mind it is fascinating. If it is some type of unknown being from an unknown realm it is still fascinating.
    The strange coincidence of this being related to Sept 11 just adds another layer of attraction to your story.
    Obviously you don’t know me but I hope you can tell from my writing to you that I wish only the best for you and if I can ever help you in any way just let me know.
    Jim
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky I can’t recall anyone showing the interest in my “mystical” experiences, which you are showing, so far. Whether you can help me with any of that, I cannot yet tell. However, it occurred to me yesterday that perhaps you might wish to read the last novel that came through me, like the drawings came through me. HEAVY WAIT: A Strange Tale. It is available at amazon.com, in kindle and in trade paper back, and in Spanish at amazon.com.es. I have a few copies, can give you one, if that’s more convenient. It’s sort of a “primer” for any poor soul who starts having experiences nobody they know can grok or be comfortable with. My own “predicament” is, it’s not just in dreams that I have seen and heard angels straight up, and demons. I have seen and heard them straight up when I am awake, my eyes open, my brain engaged, just like now, when I’m replying to you. It is in dreams, however, that probably 95 percent of the information and advice and corrections come. The dreams are encoded. I can’t imagine Dr. Jung could have interpreted a single one of my dreams todday, since they are crafted to play off of stuff familiar to me, past and present, which would have zero meaning to anyone but me. I once ran with a number of Jungian analysts, and with even more Sandplay therapists, who were very familiar with Dr. Jung. One was Dora Kalff, who founded Sandplay, and had been trained by Dr. Jung himself. I was married to one of Dora’s students, who held a licensed clinical social worker degree. She became all too familiar with my dreams, and with how I could look at a situation and see a meaning she did not see. It irked her, at times. She told people I was “the mailman, I delivered the message.” She told people I could see around corners and through buildings. She sometimes told me of a case she was struggling with, and what was my take? I’d give her my take. She’d go slack-jawed. How did I come up with that?! It was obviously right on, but how did I arrive at it? I’d say I didn’t know. Or, it was obvious to me. I always gave the angels full credit. It was as if they had turned on light switch in me one day, I remember that day very well, in August 1998, and then I had two sets of eyes and ears and intuition. No way I can prove anything I say I experience, but I am in ongoing “conversation, as a “junior partner”, with angels, who call themselves Jesus, Archangel Michael and Magdalene Melchizedek. They own me. It began back in early 1987, when the first two of them named came to me in the middle of the night (it would be years before I knew their names), and woke me up, and told me something, and then I was struck three times by spiritual lightning, and they dissolved back into the darkness. About 10 days before, knowing I was at the end of my rope, out of bright ideas, failed, as a man, I had prayed, “Dear God, I do not want to die like this, failed. Please help me.” I paused, said, “I offer my life to human service.” I felt something, I was emotional. Then it passed and I went on about my day. What Jesus and Michael told me when they came ten or so nights later was, “This will push you to your limits, but you asked for it, and we are going to give it to you.” I remembered the prayer I had made about 10 days before, then came the three rounds of spiritual lightning, which were not followed by thunder. I saw the flashes, felt each bolt. It was electrical. It jolted my body. I was left shaking, sweating. I did not hear the words with my ears, but in another way, but the words were just as palpable, as if I had heard with my ears. That’s when the changes started; that’s when I was shanghaied, conscripted. The rest is another very long strange story, snippets of which I told and tell from time to time in my published writings, which now are voluminous 2,802 articles just at goodmorningkeywest.com, ravings some say. Lunacy, some say. Invented, some say. But they do not live in my skin. My telling that story got me locked up on a locked ward, once upon a time. I have been changed; hybrid seems okay to use. Outwardly, human, inwardly, human and something else. Perhaps something in me was awakened. Perhaps there was some redesign. Perhaps something new was installed. I don’t know. But I am very different inside, than when I made that desperate prayer in early 1987. I live in the human world and in another place at the same time, all the time. That photo we keep discussing. It presented what I needed to see, to alert me to what I was engaging. It gave me a visual feeling of it, a visceral feeling of it. Everything the angels put in front of me has meaning for me, even if no one else sees it. I miss plenty of messages, no doubt. The angels keep sending messages, until I get the message. This photo, however, was riveting, it nailed me, and I knew it. It was what the angels wanted me to see, regardless of how it came to exist. I know this as surely as I know I am writing to you in this moment. But, of course, I can’t prove it in a human way. The angels proved it to me in their way. It went into me, fit into lots of connections. Now it’s part of me, working away, like, hmmm, Santa’s elves, but a bit different - not nearly as much ho, ho, ho, as I would like. But then, looking at the photo, I would not expect a lot of ho, ho, ho, although there has been more ho, ho, ho than I could have imagined by looking at the photo. I awoke from a dream earlier tonight, sensing there would be something else about the photo for me to engage today. And perhaps publish at goodmorningkeywest.com today. I published this FB thread there up through yesterday. Perhaps more later.

    Sloan Bashinsky's photo.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky The Wisteria Island article in today’s Key West Citizen (keysnews.com) has an interesting back story. The article reports a federal judge ruled the alleged owners of the island, the Bernstein family, waited too long (the statute of limitations ran), to assert their claim of ownership vs. any US government claim of ownership. So as things now stand, the US government owns the island, with the US Bureau of Land Management (BLM) holding title for the US government. The back story is, Naja Girard, before she and hubby Arnaud took over Key West the Newspaper (thebluepaper.com), found the various documents/information in the Wistera Island “chain of title”, indicating the Navy still owned the island, which she gave to BLM, which initially didn’t agree with her, but then reversed its position and agreed with her, and laid claim to ownership of Wisteria, which upended the Bernsteins’ plans to develop the island, partnered with the Walsh family, which owns and had developed adjacent Sunset Key. Wisterisa would become Sunset Key Deux, so to speak. Beneath all of that, Naja came to a point where she felt she had found all the evidence there was, and she had given up digging, and had given up generally, as the Navy was showing no interest, as I recall, in laying claim to Wisteria. I then had a dream, in which I was shown there was something Naja had not found. I called her and told her the angels had told me in a dream there was something she had not found, and to keep looking. So she went back to digging and she found it, I don’t now recall what it was, but it was kinda compelling, as I recall, and she put it all together nice and pretty for BLM and gave it to them. Now here we are, but, of course, none of that is in the Citizen article. Nor that, after BLM laid claim to Wisteria, Roger Bernstein, a tax lawyer, labeled Naja, a witch. So I suppose that made me a warlock, since I was her “deep throat”, thanks to the angels. All of which led to the Bernsteins filing suit in federal court, to try to get a ruling that they owned Wisteria Island. Now, they have to appeal, or give up. Another “stay tuned” situation.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky No coincidence, the federal judge in the case, once was stationed with the Navy in Key West. He had a real time knowledge of the area, the islands, government bureaucracy and bumbling, and was not swayed (I was there watching that hearing in the federal courthouse on Simonton Street, Key West)) by the Bernsteins’ lawyer’s arguments that the Navy officials in Key West could bind the US government in Washington D.C. with various local pronouncements and actions and inactions regarding Wisteria Island. I have to think the judge never felt the US Navy’s claim to Wisteria was given up, but he found an easier way, he believed, to rule against the Bernsteins - the statute of limitations had run on them.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky That is one example of what happens then I am gotten onto a political fracas. Always, the angels arrange my involvement. Always, they steer me through it. Sometimes it goes to suit me, other times not. I just do what I’m told, hopefully, in the way the angels want me to do it. They are quick to spank me, if I stray away from how they want me to go about it. Being spanked by angels can be seriously not fun.
    March 26
  • Sloan Bashinsky Don’t know if it’s relevant to your and my discussion, but you mentioned September 11, so will say, during the night of September 9-10, 2001, in my sleep, a familiar voice asked me, “Will you make a prayer for Divine Intervention for all of humanity?” I woke up, wondering what that was about? I made the prayer. On September 11, I learned why I had been asked to make the prayer. I’m still wondering if the prayer was answered, and, if so, how it was, is, being answered?
    March 26

Wisteria & Sunset

Wisteria Island, lower right, Sunset Key, upper left

Friday, March 27, 2015
Wisteria Island’s future uncertain
BY TIMOTHY O’HARA Citizen Staff
tohara@keysnews.com

Development will not come to Wisteria Island soon, if ever, because a federal judge has dismissed F.E.B. Corp’s lawsuit asking to be ruled as the owner of the 22-acre island.

Instead, Judge Jose E. Martinez issued a ruling Wednesday in favor of the Bureau of Land Management, which claimed government ownership of the island in Key West Harbor in 2011. The government made the claim after being presented with documents stating Florida could have not sold the island to its original owners decades ago, because the federal government never deeded the land to the state.

F.E.B. Corp sued the Bureau of Land Management shortly after it asserted ownership of the island.

While Judge Martinez technically did not rule specifically on the ownership issue, he did find that the statute of limitations on the case had run out in 1963 and the court no longer had jurisdiction in the case, which meant he could not rule in the matter. This means that the Bureau of Land Management’s 2011 claim the federal government owns the land will remain unchallenged.

Judge Martinez cited a Sept. 27, 1951, letter from then-Florida Attorney General Richard Ervin. The letter shows that the original owner, former Rep. Bernie Papy, was aware that the military was still claiming ownership of the island when he bought it from the state.

Ervin questioned whether the Navy, or any other federal agency, deeded the land to the state and whether the state can sell something it didn’t actually own. The attorney general “communicated his ambivalence regarding the Navy’s claim,” Martinez wrote.

Ervin was unable to state definitely whether or not the Navy’s claim is valid, but “the claim is debatable enough and so shrouded in antiquity that I think the best course would be for the (state) to complete the sale,” Ervin wrote.

“By the Attorney General’s own words, therefore, in 1951 there was a question of title regarding the subject property which needed to get settled,” Martinez wrote.

Martinez ruled that the 12-year statute of limitations on what is known as a Quiet Title Act started running with the 1951 letter.

“Because Plaintiff filed its suit more than 12 years after 1951 — the date its predecessor in interest, the State of Florida, received actual notice of the claim of the United States — the suit is barred by 28 U.S.C. j 2409, and this court has no jurisdiction to inquire into the merits,” Martinez wrote.

F.E.B. Corp. President Roger Bernstein, whose family bought the island in 1967, argued that the judge did not rule on the ownership at all or on the merits of the case. Bernstein did not rule out filing some kind of an appeal, he said Thursday.

“It’s not over,” Bernstein said. “We are evaluating our options. This decision is procedural.”

Bureau of Land Management based its ownership opinion in 2011 on three documents that show the federal government claimed ownership as early as 1845, then reserved it for the Navy’s use in 1924, then gave control of it to U.S. Fish and Wildlife, the U.S. Department of Treasury and the U.S. Department of the Interior in 1982, according to Frankie Morgan, a legal assistant for the Bureau of Land Management.

Since the 2011 ruling, refuge managers had continued to treat Wisteria Island as private property until the court case was resolved.

“No one has contacted me and I don’t know what the status is,” Nancy Finley, who oversees all of the Keys refuges for the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, said Thursday. “We have not talked about it a all since I have been here. We will wait to hear from the appropriate parties.”

The Bernstein family has been paying property taxes on the property since the 1967 purchase. The family, under the name F.E.B. Corp., has been working with Sunset Key’s owners to develop Wisteria Island.

While county records show the buyer was Paul E. Sawyer and his wife, Reta, other state and federal records show Sawyer, the Monroe County attorney at the time, was acting as an agent for Bernie C. Papy. The deed says the sales price was $2,769, but the document stamps show it was $6,100, and it is unclear which figure is correct.

On Jan. 28, 1952, just 19 days later, the Sawyers transferred the island to Papy and his wife, Pauline, for $6,100. Papy, a Key West real estate developer, was a 14-term member of the Florida House of Representatives.

In March 1956, the Papys sold it to Amaryk Aldo and his wife, Charlotte, for $115,500.

In April 1962, the Aldos spent $200 to transfer ownership to Wisteria Island Inc., whose principals were Aldo himself, acting as the company’s president, and Secretary Jack A. Davis.

In January 1967, Wisteria Island Inc. sold it for $317,750 to F.E.B. Corp., which in 1972 bought additional bay bottom from the state.

tohara@keysnews.com

A different kind of wild bird …

Sloan in dress
sloanbashinsky@outlook.com

About Sloan

Darn, that would take a while. Try the autobiographical pages in the header. Ditto for header menu pages at www.goodmorningbirmingham.com. Hatched and raised there, eventually I ran away from home. Here's a short list: Born 1942; male; spoken for; accused of all sorts of imaginable and unimaginable things, perhaps some true. Live on Key West of Weird asteroid. Publish something most days at goodmorningkeywest.com, been at that since July 2007. That's heaps of catch-up reading, probably not recommended.
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